Bovinari smiled at Yuna as she spoke. He then looked at the loners as they were recruited into the pack. His body destiffened and he appeared friendly once again. His tongue lolled out of his mouth, and his tail started wagging. "Sorry for being rude at first Metal and Primrose! Welcome to the pack! If you'd like we could always talk until we go hunting! I'd love to learn more about my fellow pack members! If you wanna talk just follow me!" He yipped, promptly turning around and trotting a little deeper into the cave where is was much warmer. He laid down with a quiet huff, still wagging his tail and his tongue hanging out as he observed the rest of his pack members.

Yuna slid up onto her haunches and looked to Bovi, her play mate. She wagged her tail slowly across the terrain and then looked to the other members of her pack. The female was growing bored of being inside the den. Sometimes she'd prefer sleeping outside of the den but she knew being pack leader it was truly better to be within the safety of her den rather than outdoors where she could be harmed or potentially even killed. Parting her jaws she released a whimpering yawn.

Snapping her muzzle shut the rustic hued female allowed her gleaming gaze to linger around the den and then to the entrance of the cave. She could see the white snow that lined the ground. A shiver ran up her spine as she continued to look at the white colored substance on the terrain.

Fortis watched Bovinari for minute and turned his head to movement towards Yuna. Frowning he watched her, she looked bored. Standing he padded over to her. "Alright Yuna?" he asked. "You look bored." his accent was there, fading every now and then. He sat down still keeping an eye on the entrance. The layer of snow was building, they would need to go soon.

The female snorted and without warning barreled herself at the brute knocking him to the ground. She yipped in excitement and tried giving him a playful nip to the nose while one paw rested on the multicolored males chest and the other resting on the ground. She waved her tail and barked in a playful way. The female leader had been bored and she saw the perfect opportunity to engage in play.

Fortis let out a small bark of surprise but smiled as Yuna held her paw on his chest. He chuckled. Turning sharply, he jumped out from under her and swiped at her paws making her fall, and he put a paw to her side, still grinning nipping playfully at her ear.

She looked up at him. Disbelief was plastered on the females face. Narrowing her eyes she tried wiggling away from Fort and out of his grasp. Her chest rumbled with a playful growl as she gently gnawed at the males foreleg in an effort to make him pull away though it wasn't nearly hard enough to hurt the male.

He chuckled again and said in an almost sing song like voice. "Not going to work" he noticed the disbelief on her face. It caused him to grin. He let her up and took a step back, waiting for her next move.

Yuna pulled herself to a stance. She watched the brute and began to circle him slowly. She was glad there was plenty of room within the den for their activity. She whipped her tassel from side to side as she watched for a good striking point. The female soon relaxed her posture for a brief moment before tightening her muscles and making a leap at the brute only to land beside him but without giving him another second and whipped her body around and used her rump forcefully to try and knock Fortis to the terrain.

Primrose watched as the wolves near her began to play rolling her eyes she stepped out of the cave. Once outside she began to pace near the pine tree the cold winter air burned her lungs as the ice numbed her paws. So many thought raced through her mind "trust no one" was the thought the dominated all others. Ignoring the pangs of hunger that were knifing below her ribs she kept pacing. "Surely there is someone here I can trust right?" she mumbled though even then her accent was as strong as ever. Slowly exhaling her violet eyes scanned the area outside of the cave, There were pine trees the spread over the winter landscape but other than that there wasn't really anything to look at. Primrose's pacing continued her pace unwavering she could still hear the wolves playing in the cave for a brief second she wondered if she could talk to anyone but the words trust no one were enough motivation not to. "Hvorfor gjorde jeg kommer hit dette er ingenting som Norge . Jeg vet ikke engang om jeg kan muligens stole på disse ulvene...(Why did i come here this is nothing like norway. i dont even know if i can possibly trust these wolves...)" She spoke louder this time even if someone did hear her they don't know her language though her tone might have given away what she was thinking.

Laughing, he fell over. "deas , ach ní maith go leor"[nice, but not good enough] he said in Irish, unable to contain himself. "Forgive me, I meant to say.... Not good enough." Fortis rolled over and stood. Tensing he jumped landing on her shoulders pushing her to the stone once more.

Prim sighed she had nothing to lose right? Turning back towards the cave she saw Yuna on the ground with Fortis on top of her. Her graceful legs carried her in long strides towards them with a small smile she felt her hind legs tense as they did when she was about to spring towards prey. With a small growl the tan fae leaped into the brutes side sending them both tumbling placing both paws on his chest "Was that good enough for you?" she spoke calmly though there was a playful spark in her eyes as much as she hated to admit it this could be fun.

Seren snorted and rolled from the brutes grasp. Her tail whisked out behind her as she rose to her paws. She watched the male and grunted, a grin playing on Sernes lips. "Cocky one here, huh?" she said jokingly as she watched Prim come in at the brute and knocked him to the cave floor. Her tail waved slowly but she was a little irritated that the female had interrupted her and Forts play.

"I think it's time to go on a hunt. Fortis, you and I and Prim will go on one hunt and Bovi," she turned towards him, "You and Metal will go on another. We will meet up here when we have succeeded." she waved her tail before trotting outside of the den to wait for Prim and Fort.

Primrose remained on top of the brute, her ears perked hearing Seren speak "I think it's time to go on a hunt. Fortis, you and I and Prim will go on one hunt and Bovi," she turned towards him, "You and Metal will go on another. We will meet up here when we have succeeded." Giving a small nod she got off of the brute "You got lucky." she whispered before following Seren outside of the den "I have some interesting techniques for herd animals watch carefully I think youll be surprised." The fae spoke quietly she hoped it wouldn't come across as cocky but it was all in the way the rustic fae would take it.

Seren nodded holding back and waged her tail slowly. "Then lead the way." Seren said as she watched Prim. The multi-colored female held back and waited for Fortis. Even though the brute had only been there for a slightly longer period of time than Prim, Seren trusted him more. Her blue-grey eyes followed the she-wolfs movements as her own posture settled into a more comfortable stance while they waited.

Prim nodded at the fae's words she could tell that Seren didn't trust her but then again she didn't trust her either. Shaking her pelt she remembered passing some open land on her way here surely there had to be game there. Closing her violet eyes she took a deep breath allowing the winter air to chill her lungs before loping off in the direction of the plains.

Metal lowered his head on to his paws, his chin touching the ground. He watched the three wolves play from the corner of his eye. It reminded him of his siblings. The days before the bloodshed. Metal turned his gaze away, as it only brought sorrow to his aching heart. When the three had left for a hunt, the obsidian male turned to his only companion left. "Ready when you are, Bov."

Fortis moved and let out a disheveled grunt as he hit the cave floor once more. "I think we're being left, Seren." He said as he padded out of the den watching Primroses tail move out of site. He got lucky eh? Wait till they got back to the den. Grinning, he turned, pausing a moment for Seren and continued. She would come. As she did arrange their group.

Seren started forward after the brute but went at a good decent trot to the plains. She knew her body, she knew her stamina so she knew by the time she got there that she'd be okay to begin the hunt. Her ears were pulled forward, listening for any dangers.

Bovinari listened to the words of his packmates, a smile forming on his muzzle. Finally, something to do! He jumped up and trotted up to Metal, tongue again lolling out of his mouth. "Alright! Well, I know a great spot to hunt at if you don't mind. Follow me." He said happily with a tiny yip. He acted like a pup. With his tail wagging he zoomed out of the cave at full speed, heading for his favorite hunting spot, the Sevannii plains of course.

Primrose sighed in relief as the cave came into view, her leg may not have been broken but it still hurt like hell. Seeing the other males had gone she limped into the cave. Once inside she dropped to the ground wincing in pain even if it wasn't likely she would have to flee she still remained near the entrance just in case. "Get back soon..." she whispered not seeing the others arrive yet and the skies were only getting worse.

Seren helped Fortis into the den with their kill. She looked out towards the land hoping Bovi and Metal would be back soon. The storm looked like it was hitting hard and what they were witnessing wasn't going to be the worst of it it looked like. She decided to wait by the entrance as well and watch for the brutes. If they weren't back soon she would have to call them back.

He entered the den with Seren. Noticing Bovinari and metals absence, he frowned. "I'd call them back. It's only going to get worse." He muttered. The storm didn't look good. Moving forward he sat just outside looking up at the clouds. He loved these moments, watching storms as they worsened. "Is breá liom stoirmeacha mar seo." [i love storms like these] he spoke in Irish, not really thinking about it. Looking up his eyes unfocused for a couple of seconds. And he smiled.

The she-wolf watched intently and decided Fortis was right. She rose to her paws and rose her muzzle to the sky allowing a long sweet howl to erupt from her throat and out into the world addressing the males to come back to the den. Seren let it carry on for a long moment before snapping her jaws shut. She listened for a return howl.

Primrose pushed herself up the pain in her leg lessening to a dull throb. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath she loved the way everything smelled before and after a storm it was as if the earth cleansed itself of everything negative. Pulling herself back into reality the tan fae stepped out of the cave still limping slightly she paused once again taking in the peace of the landscape, the wind in the trees and the snow, the bird's songs, and most importantly the rolling of the thunder in the distance. Apparently Fortis felt the same way about storms as she did walking up behind the male her paws hardly made a sound as she walked across the winter ground "Lovely isn't it?" she spoke in a soft tone her accent was strong but somehow adding to the serenity of the scene.

"Is ea, nach bhfuil a álainn é, cosúil go bhfuil an domhan á sciomartha arís, cibé acu a bhfuil an sneachta íon, nó báisteach cumhachtach." He said in irish fluently. He looked to Seren when she had howled. He suddenly realized what he had said. "Forgive me Primrose, I spoke foreign. I meant to say, Yes, its lovely isn't it, like the earth is being cleansed once again, whether its with the pure snow, or powerful rain." he said. He lifted his head up again watching the dark clouds.